A friend was once described as a caffeine and nicotine fuelled adrenaline junkie with a Peter Pan complex and delusions of grandeur.
Some of that applies to me, although I don't smoke and have no delusions of my grandeur.
I'm a weather forecaster usually in the north of Scotland, these are the petty thoughts of the days of my life.
Hi, I'm Jim.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
And todays random thingy
Library thing, a list of some of the books I own. Not all, partly cause most are still down south, I can't remember the rest, you only get 200 free listings and it takes quite a while to add whole collections.
The job I do is classed as witchcraft in some parts of the world, I forecast the weather.
I believe that duty, loyalty and honour are much underrated values. I like the smell just after rain.
Baby
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So, Baby is still not here, and is not giving any indication of arriving
soon, despite being 11 days late.
We are booked into the hospital on Wednesday to ...
2010
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Snow is cold and white and wet, except when it is very cold: then it feels
dry, or if it has been around for a while, then it is generally more grey,
nearl...
The English Language
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Shamelessly stolen from Fearnley (and Kate):
I take it you already know
Of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble, but not you,
On hiccoug...
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